Page 173 of Dark Duet: Platinum Edition
Then, with her gorgeous tits no longer in view and her racy dress smoothed down to reflect a more demure appearance, she spoke.
“I want to ask you a few questions, Caleb, and I need for you to be completely honest with me. Can you do that?” She looked toward me with her sad brown eyes.
She had me in a precarious position and I was willing to do whatever it would take to make her happy again. I wanted the opportunity to taste Livvie’s happy tears again.
“Ask me anything you really want to know. But only if you think you can handle the answer.” I couldn’t stress my point enough. She couldn’t ask me for honesty and then hate me for following the rules. Well, shecould—but it’s a shitty thing to do to a person.
“Okay,” she said resolutely. “You drive and I’ll ask my questions.”
I raised a disbelieving brow.
“Wouldn’t it be easier to ask me now, when I don’t have to navigate in traffic? And where exactly do you want me to take you?”
Livvie smiled coyly and it made my chest ache. She could be such a tease sometimes.
“I want you distracted, Caleb. I don’t want to give you the chance to shape your version of the truth. You’re far too good at half-truths. Just drive around and I’ll tell you when to stop. Stay in the city—no rural roads.” She reached for her harness and strapped herself in.
I didn’t know if I was offended or impressed, but I decided to go with the more agreeable of the two.
“Don’t trust me?” I asked and smiled. She’d always been a fan of my smile.
“To a point,” she replied smoothly. “I trust you enough to get in your car, but you can’t blame me for being cautious.”
I could feel my face and neck getting hot. I wasn’t immune to my guilt. I felt guilty for a lot of things where Livvie was concerned and she was right. She was entitled to much more than caution. I cleared my throat to break through the tension. I adjusted myself as surreptitiously as possible, put on my harness, and started the car.
“Whoa!” Livvie gripped the door handle as the car roared to life and the engine caused our seats to vibrate.
I smiled at the knowledge her pussy had received a little tickle. My balls appreciated the RPM too. I pulled away from my parking spot and tried to concentrate on navigating our way out of the tourist-filled traffic. In the pit of my stomach, my anxiety churned and threatened to ruin my dinner.
“Okay, I’m all yours. Ask me anything you’re prepared to have answered.” From the corner of my eye I could see a smile tugging at the corners of Livvie’s mouth.
“You’re all mine?” she asked.
I looked in her direction.
“Are you serious? That’s your first question? This might be easier than I thought. Yes, Livvie, I’m all yours.” I winked at her for good measure. My stomach felt a little better when I saw her smile.
“And you’re mine, only mine.”The void fed on the memory.
“Good to know. But it won’t be that easy. When you offered to take me home, did you mean my house?” Her tone hinted at her unease.
I suddenly knew where this conversation was going to go. However, I’d promised to answer her honestly. I always kept my promises. All, except one. I pushed the thought away.
“You didn’t want to go to mine, so I thought yours might be better.”
“Do you know where I live?” she accused.
I rolled my eyes.
“Yes.”
She was quiet for a while, but I couldn’t really gauge her thoughts because I had to focus on the narrow, disjointed streets.
“Okay,” she said resolutely. “It makes sense you’d know where I live. I’m sure it took you a while to find me.”
“It did.” I smiled again, but I can’t be sure it was genuine. I don’t like answering questions, especially ones that sound like a trap.
“How long have you known where I am?” The tone of her voice was less than friendly.
